Okay, okay, here’s the timeline, with highlights pulled out:

1. Sir found my tumblr and sent me an ask being like hey I think we go to school together don’t be alarmed I just want to hang out. Naturally, I was alarmed.
2. I went to visit him and we had a nice time. I got weirdly subspaced in a way I usually don’t with people for a very long time and in a way that was unusual for how minimal the stuff we did was. Read all about it here.
3. He brought me to a mini-munch, the first casual kink anything I had ever been to in my life. He introduced me to a guy there named Penthouse who eventually became a partner for a little bit. I got tied up for the first time in like legitimate rope bondage. 
4. And so we kind of started flirting with each other which turned into us having serious conversations with each other.
5. Except then we totally kind of threw a bit of a monkey wrench in there because stuff was getting complicated and weird. Like really weird.
6. Which weirdly got resolved because I got pneumonia (???) and he decided to take it upon himself to take care of me.
7. So then we started developing genuine feelings for each other and doing traditional courting-style acts like going on dates, kissing in public, etc.
8. Except we struggled with reconciling that with a lot of crap.
9. Like this guy is pushing my boundaries in awesome ways and like making me feel brave and confident about my identity, and we’re acting like a couple, but he’s like no I don’t want a relationship with you and I’m like then what the hell are we?
10. And so on December 22, 2012, he turned to me while we were waiting for the train and said, “I’m sorry, this is stupid, do you want to be my girlfriend?”

So that’s the deal. Thank you, actually, for making me go through my archives to do that. He and I are kind of handling a lot right now and it meant a lot for me to sit down and go through everything and remember what he means to me and what we’ve been through.